Okay, so I'm not an avid blogger. Not many people would read what I have to say. Well, that's not true, but I guess the point I'm making is that it's not in my nature to be a blogger. But, since I went through the trouble of creating this blogspot, I might as well put it to good use...

I shall, from time to time, put the wisdom of my 3 year, 11 month old daughter and my 1.5 year old son up for your enjoyment.

Andi loves the game red light, green light. For those of you not in the know, that is the game where you yell out red light to make people stop, and green light to make them go. It works in many situations, but walking through the grocery store seems to be her favorite. I'm sure she'll be calling me up at work and yelling "red light" at me any day now, then hanging up and leaving me sitting at my desk doing nothing for hours...wait, I do that anyway. But back to the point at hand. Andi and I were playing red light green light running around the house and she started getting creative with the colors. I was trying to come up what each color meant. Some were easy, yellow was slow, purple ended up being go backwards, etc. We ended the game and I asked her to go sit on the potty. She's still getting the hang of potty training and went out to use the little plastic one that tends to float around the living room (that sounded bad). I came out to see how she was doing and smelled the dook. She looked up and said "brown light".